Friday, June 1, 2012

I am going to London in exactly 2 weeks time (that is off course if my Visa Application is successful - I have this random fear that they are going to find out about criminal offences I haven't committed yet) and I am very excited. Not only because I haven't had a break in 6 months, but also because I have never been to the United Kingdom and all this excitement of the Queen's Jubilee Celebrations are catching on...

Friday, April 20, 2012

As I was a part of this very funny conversation, I decided to copy it just as it is from my special random friend's blog. You can check out the original here.

After a waiter (who calls himself the wine specialist) explained the wine list, in great depth, to the table, he began to get annoyed when he realised the table was probably not going to order any wine. To ease the tension the following comments were made:Diner 1: I'd like the 2003 virgin.Diner 2: I think she is a little young.

I will not confirm whether I was Diner 1 or Diner 2, but most people that know me will draw their own conclusions :)

I am really following a wide variety of blogs these days. From latest fashion, to beautiful photography and to just plain random.

I recently started following Letters of Note, an awesome blog that posts letters from novelists or singers or just about anyone that was discovered and that they feel needs recognition. I absolutely love letters...and even though I love receiving emails and love my blackberry and the communication opportunities (or lack of communication as some people might feel) it gives me, there is absolutely nothing like the feeling of a handwritten letter coming from someone you love. My grandmother and I used to exchange letters and when I was younger I used to have quite a few pen pals. Sadly with technology growing, that is one of the things that is really becoming less used. Why would you write a letter of you can send an email or instant message to someone in just seconds?

But after discovering this blog, I have made a decision to start writing letters again and also maybe to share a letter on my blog every now and then. We will see how long this resolution lasts, but I've promised my grandmother that she will receive a thick, hand written letter from me soon and intend to keep my promise.

To start off this new feature, I will share a letter from Letters of Note. This is the most random letter I have ever seen and I cannot believe it happened in the 1800's.

In March of 1861, renowned novelist Anthony Trollope sent
the following letter to a Miss Dorothea Sankey. To this day, it's unknown
whether he was joking.

Waltham HouseWaltham Cross

March 24. 1861

My
dearest Miss Dorothea Sankey

My affectionate & most excellent wife is
as you are aware still living—and I am proud to say her health is good.
Nevertheless it is always well to take time by the forelock and be prepared for
all events. Should anything happen to her, will you supply her place,—as soon as
the proper period for decent mourning is over.

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

The other day one of our residents passed away. As always this is tragic, not only to the family and to the people that work here, but also for his fellow residents in the ward.

I was talking to one of the residents outside the ward, when the "graveyard angels" (as I like to call them) came to fetch the body. They are not very subtle in their job, as they throw this Royal Purple throw over the bodies as they wheel them out and man and mouse knows what's going on. I tried to stand in front of Mr B, so that he wouldn't see what was happening, but unfortunately I misjudged the size of my body.

Mr B sounding a little bit distressed now: "From which ward is that dead body?"
OT: "From your ward, Mr B, I am so..."
Mr B: a big smile spreading over his face "But I am busy talking to you, so that means...that is not me!"
OT: "No, it's definitely not you, Mr B"
Another lady from the ward walking by...
Mr B: sounding extremely happy now "It is not you either!"

I guess even in the gravest of situations, we can always find something to be grateful for...

Thursday, March 22, 2012

One of my residents passed away a week or two back...She and her husband shared a room and looked after each other even though they struggled to look after themselves.
I have been postponing a little to go visit the husband... I feel so sorry for him as I know how lost and alone he must be feeling. So, I had to get myself together first. On Tuesday I finally had the courage to go give him my condolences.

What a week.. Had a bit of a rough time at work, but it's Friday and I am looking forward to the weekend for the following reasons:

1. We have a kermis at our church this afternoon

* Not sure it's going to be quiet as exciting as in this picture...

2. We are going to see The Artist (first major silent movie in 80 years) tonight with special friends

3. Golf with the husband and best friends in the Bushveld...

* Golf doesn't normally excite me, but it is the Bushveld and I was promised that I can race around on a golf cart... (it's been a while since my semi-speeding-golf-cart-accident a year and a half ago)

4. Time spent with my wacky and random, but oh-so-special friends from the old Rustenburg Gang (even though it is most unfortunate that everybody cannot be there)

* To read more about our wacky and random times together see my friend's post on our crazy weekend at One Inappropriate Weekend.

Have a wonderful weekend ful of rest and a tad bit of wackiness when with good friends...

And always remember:

"No matter how good you are at something, there's always about a million people better than you"Homer Simpson